Someday
I will walk
where no one has walked before
Someday
I will keep that promise
given so long ago
Someday
when the rain stops
and the sun shines bright
I will smile again
Someday
I will tell you how I feel
what you mean to me
why I need you
why you need me
Someday….
Copyright 2017 Heidi Barnes
The notes run through my head
an endless loop
the melody haunting
reminding me of days long past
days that will never be
forgotten.
Copyright 2017 Heidi Barnes
Ever since you entered my life
the world has tilted precariously
the ground uneven
beneath my feet
If this is what love is
a chaos of emotions
lifting me then dropping suddenly
only to be lifted once again
leaving me breathless, disoriented
I am yours.
Copyright 2017 Heidi Barnes
It’s a daily struggle
one not easily won
but battle on
I must.
I see you there
innocent
seemingly aloof.
My willpower is strong
I should not be tempted
by one such as you
yet tempted I am.
Begone vile creature
before my will fails
and I reach for that
which my growing waistline details.
Copyright 2017 Heidi Barnes
The days go by
one by one
there seems no end
to this torment
and scorn
When lines are crossed
and bridges burned
there is no turning back
no redemption earned
The chasm before me
is wide and deep
Desert lay behind
green and lush before me sweeps
Crossing into the unknown
is scary at best
One last bridge
one foot forward
one last hope
for a life worth living.
Copyright 2017 Heidi Barnes
A year. 365 days. Seems like a long time, doesn’t it. Yet it seems to fly by in a blink of an eye. December is suddenly here and one starts to think, did I do everything I set out to do? Then the year turns in to years and the thought, Why didn’t I go on that trip I planned to go on when I was twenty? Years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds. All gone before you know they are there. I may not accomplish everything I set out to do, or go on that trip I wanted to go on. But I do have to say there is very little I regret in my life. Mostly stupid things that came out on those instances when my filter decided it wasn’t going to work. Very annoying.
2016 is gone. Regrets are wasted energy when 2017 looms before us. Do I hope we have a better year than last? Yes. 2016 was one filled with upheaval, death, and anger. Here is hoping for a year we can be proud of. A year that we live through relatively unscathed. Only time will tell.
Happy New Year!
Heidi
Copyright 2017
It was an everyday tea party. Nothing seemed amiss with the world, or at least our little corner of it. The sun was shining. The blue of the sky so brilliant that it dazzled the eye. Large white fluffy clouds intermittently drifted across looking like large cotton balls, yet never seemed to float across the face of the sun. The light breeze was warm, stirring the bogavia and large white mums that climbed the trellises around us. Large hats in different pastels to match expensive sheath dresses and matching patent heals. Laughter, small talk, red lipstick smiles, the eyes obscured by large rimmed hats.
Just an everyday tea party in an empty life where nothing goes wrong, yet anything can happen.
A spark in the darkness. Such a little thing. Almost unnoticeable, unless you know where to look. Time moves on, the spark grows into a flame. Coaxed to life by winds of change. Some change is good, some bad. Only time can tell as the emptiness fills whether the flame will light the way, or burn into chaos and ruin.
Feed the flame. Embrace it. Let it burn the emptiness away. What do you have to lose when you have nothing to begin with anyways?
Just an everyday tea party. Large rimmed pastel hats, small talk and laughter.
Blood red lips curve into a smile. The time is right, the pieces in place. The inspecting mass naively compliant. The hat slowly lifts, the smile smug, knowing what is to come and relishing the outcome. Finally eyes come into view. The deepest blue of sapphire flash in the light of the sun. In a nothing life where everything is possible, chaos begins tonight.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This in answer to a prompt of mine. Word Bank Prompt. Please, take some time, take a look, and see what tale the words spin for you.
I stare into the mirror
my face bare to the world.
My eyes tired,
my lips neutral,
my expression blank,
uncaring.
The façade that I wear everyday
washed away so easily with water,
revealing a woman
I barely recognize.
A woman who hides her pain
behind a well rehearsed smile
cheerful banter
well placed make-up.
There are times I wish
someone would see
the pain that I hide
so maybe I won’t be alone,
that maybe I can finally
be free to be me.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
“You’re an idiot.”
“What do you mean? I did everything I was suppose to do. Why is that wrong?”
“Because you don’t agree with the procedure. You think it’s wrong, so why do it that way? Why not do it the way you know is right?”
“Just because I disagree with what I’m being told to do, doesn’t mean it’s the wrong way. It just means I don’t necessarily my way.”
“It’s not right.”
“Why do you say that?”
“We should be free to do things the way we want to do them.”
“Who says we can’t?”
…..
“Look. Right now, this project is not mine. It’s the company’s. My boss told me he wanted it done in a certain way. Do I think there is a better way? Sure! Is what I am doing morally wrong or going to hurt someone? No. So we do it my boss’s way. Maybe it will work, maybe it won’t. If it doesn’t then the higher-ups will be more acceptable to trying my idea. Either way, it has to be done.”
“If you ask me it’s a waste of time.”
“Maybe. We’ll see. I have to get back to work. Let’s just agree to degree and leave it at that. Okay?”
*sigh* Okay. But mark my words. Your way is better.
Go!
I’m going, I’m going.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
When I thought of the word ‘disagree’ this is the conversation that came to my head. It’s one we’ve probably all had at one time or another.
When life is low
and the blows keep coming
never forget
you are not alone.
That I am here
by your side
each step you struggle
to take.
No matter how long
whatever the consequences
we will weather this storm
together.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
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